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When he was in Kyushu before, he had seen too many people who were full of benevolence and morality, but secretly insidious and cunning, and he was already tired of them.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Bai Yi's expression hesitated for a moment, and his face became more dignified.

He knew that the current Feng Wuhen was completely uncontrollable.

"Just do it yourself."

"I hope you and I won't become enemies in the future!"

The look in white stared at Feng Wuhen, left a word, turned and walked out.

"No delivery!"

Feng Wuhen curled his lips and said coldly.

He knew that the reason why Xianzong sent a god in white to guide him to Xianqing Continent was only to fight against the demons, because they were afraid of the resurrection of the demon gods.

In his eyes, he may be just a pawn in the fairy tale.

That being the case, then he has nothing to worry about. Now, looking at the entire Xianqing Continent, he doesn't take anyone seriously...

3Chapter 16 The Legend of Dzi Beads

Lingdu City.

Royal Palace.

Sleeping Dragon Hall.

"Master, how are you doing?"

Lan Xinyu looked at Feng Wuhen who had just taken the pulse for her father, and asked with a solemn expression.

"I'm afraid time is running out."

Feng Wuhen shook his head and said lightly.

After Lan Xinyu heard this, her complexion paled instantly, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help biting her lips tightly.

She wished so much that none of this was true, how she wished she could say sorry to her father, but it would never be possible.

"I also ask the pavilion master to keep this matter a secret for Xinyu. I don't want my concubine to know, otherwise I'm worried that she won't be able to bear it."

Lan Xinyu held back tears and said choked up.

"it is good."

Feng Wuhen nodded.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Lan Xinyu said gratefully, and then walked to the side of the couch, looking at Lan Wuxian who was lying motionless on the couch, breathing weakly, with a lonely expression.

"Things have come to this point, too much sadness and regret are useless, the only thing you can do is to protect your father's hard-earned country and prevent it from falling into the hands of others."

"Only in this way can his spirit in heaven rest in peace."

Feng Wuhen looked at Lan Xinyu in grief, and said seriously.

"I know, I will not let him down."

"The news has come from the border that the army of the Desolate tribe has launched an attack on our border. Chongwen is leading the border guards to fight, but the army of the Desolate tribe is gaining momentum, and the border guards may not last long."

Lan Xinyu took a deep breath and said slowly.

"guessed."

Feng Wuhen nodded and said lightly.

"Pavilion Master, if the border defenders are defeated, Xinyu intends to personally take command and lead reinforcements to the border!"

"If the Desolate Clan can be defeated under my leadership, it may convince the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and we can use this opportunity to win the hearts of the people."

Lan Xinyu calmed down, looked at Feng Wuhen and said seriously, this is a decision she has been thinking about these days.

"Not yet."

But Feng Wuhen shook his head and said.

"Not in time?"

Lan Xinyu asked hesitantly.

"This move is very critical, and we must wait until the most critical moment before making a move."

"When everyone in the court feels that there is nothing they can do, that's when you lead the army to the border to help."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said in a deep voice.

"Xinyu understands that as long as he can defeat the army of the Desolate race and defend the border, great things will be accomplished."

Lan Xinyu suddenly realized, nodded and said.

"What I want is not only to defeat the Desolate race, but to take down the entire wasteland!"

"In this way, your position as emperor will be more stable, and you will also have the Heavenly Palace of God's Domain."

"Since it has started, it will not end easily until all threats are wiped out for you!"

Feng Wuhen looked serious and said word by word.

After all, no matter what the future holds, this is destined to be Lan Xinyu's last journey with him. After this incident, Lan Xinyu will be the Emperor of the Lingdu Dynasty, and will no longer be the Lan girl who followed him.

Therefore, what he wants to do to help Lanxinyu should be regarded as a reward for Lanxinyu's efforts in the past five years.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Lan Xinyu was at a loss for words for a while, and looked at Feng Wuhen gratefully, the complicated emotions in her heart were beyond words.

It is better to keep some words in her heart forever, because she clearly knows that a person like the pavilion master is destined to be not a mortal, but an unattainable existence, which can only be seen closely and cannot be profaned.

"Okay, let Xue Shu come in and see me."

After hesitating for a while, Feng Wuhen said lightly.

"Oh yes."

Lan Xinyu stopped his chaotic thoughts, came back to his senses, agreed, and ordered Xue Shu to be summoned in.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?"

Xue Shu walked into the main hall, saluted Lan Xinyu and Feng Wuhen, and asked respectfully.

"I was looking for you."

Feng Wuhen spoke directly.

"I don't know what orders Feng Pavilion Master has?"

Xue Shu was stunned for a moment, and asked respectfully.

"Do you know the Dzi Bead, the most precious treasure of the Lingdu Dynasty?"

Feng Wuhen stared into Xue Shu's eyes and asked seriously.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's question, Xue Shu was obviously taken aback.

He didn't expect that Feng Wuhen even knew about the dzi bead, because although the dzi bead is the most precious treasure of the town, it disappeared many years ago and has not been found yet.

"know."

Xue Shu nodded, and replied slowly, but he didn't say much, because he didn't know why Feng Wuhen suddenly mentioned Tianzhu.

"Then do you know the legend about Tianzhu?"

Feng Wuhen asked.

"I've heard some rumors that Dzi Beads can open the gate of heaven and let the fairy world come down to the world, but these are all illusory things, maybe it's just a folk legend, not to mention that Dzi Beads have long been lost, so who can confirm whether it is true or not."

Xue Shu shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Then do you know where the dzi bead was placed before it was lost?"

Feng Wuhen continued to ask.

"It's in the imperial mausoleum in Yulong Mountain, thirty miles away from Lingdu City."

Xue Shu replied slowly.

"I want to take a look."

Feng Wuhen's eyes lit up, and he said hastily.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's words, Xue Shu was taken aback, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Lan Xinyu. According to the law, non-royal nobles and outsiders are not allowed to enter the imperial tomb privately, because that is the lifeblood of the Lingdu Dynasty .

"Eunuch Xue, since the Pavilion Master wants to go, you can lead the way yourself."

Lan Xinyu spoke directly.

She also knew about Tianzhu when she returned to Lingdu. Although she didn't know what the pavilion master's intention was, since the pavilion master was going, she couldn't stop her.

"Princess..."

Xue Shu looked at Lan Xinyu with some embarrassment, hesitant to speak.

"Do as I say."

Lan Xinyu's expression darkened, and she said affirmatively.

"Yes."

Seeing Lan Xinyu's expression changed, Xue Shu hurriedly bowed and replied slowly.

"I'll go back to Tianyahaige to make arrangements and we'll set off."

Feng Wuhen said to Xue Shu impatiently, then turned to look at Lan Xinyu.

"Before I come back, no matter what happens, you must remain calm. You must not lead troops to support without authorization. Everything will be discussed after I come back."

Feng Wuhen looked at Lan Xinyu and said very seriously.

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Lan Xinyu nodded and agreed.

Immediately, Feng Wuhen bid farewell to Lan Xinyu, left the palace, and returned to Tianyahaige.

Two hours later, Feng Wuhen took Ximen Chuuxue and Guikui, under the guidance of Xue Shu, all the way to Yulong Mountain.

...

Yulong Mountain.

When Feng Wuhen and his party arrived at the imperial mausoleum deep in the hinterland of Yulong Mountain, night had already fallen.

A majestic huge stone gate appeared in front of everyone's eyes, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and its momentum was like a rainbow.

In front of this stone gate, there were two stone buildings on the left and right sides. As Feng Wuhen and others arrived, tens of thousands of heavily armed soldiers quickly rushed out of the stone buildings, blocking everyone's way.

There are [-] forbidden troops stationed here all year round. They are all carefully selected. Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, they are also loyal to the Lingdu Dynasty.

The Imperial Mausoleum is located in the hinterland of Yulong Mountain. The terrain is complex, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it. Therefore, [-] garrisons are enough to guard the place.

Xue Shu also visited Lan Wuxian a few times before, so he could remember the route.

"General Zhu, it's me."

Xue Shu dismounted slowly, took a few steps forward, waved and said.

As the voice fell, an old man nearly fifty years old walked out of the defenders, wearing armor and a resolute face.

The general guarding the imperial mausoleum, Zhu He, is the oldest surviving general of the Lingdu Dynasty, and has always been loyal to the Lingdu Dynasty.

"Eunuch Xue? Why are you here?"

Zhu He took a closer look and found that it was really Xue Shu, so he couldn't help asking in surprise.

"There is a war on the border, and the situation is critical. On the order of Her Royal Highness, I will go into the imperial mausoleum to pray for the ancestors of the Lingdu dynasty to bless this battle and win the battle! General, please make way."

Xue Shu arched his hands and said loudly.

"There is a war on the border? Which forces dare to invade the border of our Lingdu dynasty?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu He immediately frowned and asked.

"Desolate race."

"General Zhu doesn't need to say much, just make way, and we can return to Lingdu as soon as possible after the end."

Xue Shu replied, and then changed the subject.